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I have been privileged to experience some great moments in my life. I have interviewed some of the greatest leaders in the world today. I have presented the Currie Cup winning champions The Sharks at their home stadium. I have been present at the Currie Cup Final in 2008 and 2010 when The Sharks won the championship. I have commentated at the FIFA World Cup at the most spectacular sports stadium in the world, and was present when Carlos Puyol scored the winning goal for Spain against Germany in one of history's greatest FIFA World Cup Semi-Finals. I have stood 1 metre away from Bono as he sung my favourite song to 100,000 people. I have been privileged to experience some great moments in my life... but nothing comes close to the experience of seeing your own child enter this world for the first time. Nothing.

There are actually no words to describe the emotion one goes through when that little child enters this cold world for the first time, takes his first breath and makes his first cry, with his life-source the umbilical cord still attached. So why am I writing this post? To try.

The closest adjectives I can come to using my limited vocabulary are sensational, stunning, breathtaking, beautiful, out of this world. The closest being sensational. The moment really is sensational. Nothing comes close to the feeling. I cannot stress that enough.

Never in all my life have I experienced such a flood of emotion. It was uncontrollable. The moment I saw his head break out into this world I started crying a river and it didn't stop for at least an hour and a half. They were tears of overwhelming joy. I was laughing and crying absolutely uncontrollable. I felt like my heart had been injected with Pure, unadulterated, super-concentrated, undiluted LOVE. And that love just had to come out.

It started to come out with the laughing and the crying. It then manifested into brushing him, kissing him, holding him and hugging him.

When he arrived, the amazing Doctor showed him to Corinne and I and we were immediately overwhelmed and so incredibly happy. He was then whisked away to the "measuring station" where the Pediatrician measures him, cleans him, tags him and dresses him. All the while I am right there overwhelmed at what is right in front of me.

I then had the privilege of cutting the umbilical cord, which guys, is a whole lot harder than you think! That thing is thick and grizzly! And he was then carried back to Mommy where he was placed on her chest and we were able to bond with him for a good 5 minutes or so. The tears kept strolling for both of us.

He then was placed in an incubator to bring his temparature up as he is transported from the Theatre to the Nursery in the Maternity Ward. Along the way he met his grandparents Janice and Connie and his Aunty Louise. That was special because as we coming down the ward's corridor, Aunty Louise could see us through the glass and she was jumping all over the place. A fitting emotional response to what I was feeling too.

He was then taken to the Nursery for further measurements and admin, and I was then able to hold him for at least 20 minutes and I just sat there weeping looking at the most remarkable gift of God's creation. I couldn't say much but stare.

He was then placed under a heater to bring his temperature up again, and after an hour or so had his first bath, and was taken to mom who had just been brought back out of Theatre. That was the first 2 hours in a nutshell.

Joel James Preston was born at 8:24am on Wednesday 4 April 2012 weighing in at 3.42kgs. He was 52cm tall and had a head circumference of 34cm. He was (and still is) remarkably healthy with an APGARD rating of 9 and 10. We thank our Father in Heaven for his health and precious little life.

No words can describe what it feels like when that little one enters this world. No words. But I did my best.